Big smile like the blue sky,
looks sad and profound like the sea.
Hair and sun as equal,
delicate gesture,
glass dove.
Don’t talk me about the past,
nothing I want to know.
Don’t ask me anything,
nothing I want to answer.
Just bury your watch in the sand
and kiss me,
kiss me,
kiss me.
You know things are not going right outside,
and everything is smashed inside.
You know we must walk,
but now we’re going to stop.
And let me breath deep the sea air,
and kiss me,
kiss me,
kiss me.
Please kiss me.
22 October, 2007
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Great work.
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